You were cheering on for a basketball game, something that Jimin has been worried for. It was his final game for the season, and he's been practicing every night in the backyard.
Earlier, he looked around and when he spotted you, he waved at you, and smiled. You smiled back, and prayed he'd win, so you could see his big smile.
The game starts, and so far, his team was losing. I saw the anxious expression imprinted on Jimin's face. You suddenly felt queasy.
Soon, Jimin started scoring a lot, and now, it's 25-25. Jimin had the ball last and your heart pounded along as the ball hit the ground, dribbling.
He shoots.... and the ball rolls around the rim, just like how it does in those movies.
It rolled around for a few more rounds, and..
It went in.
Screams, and cheers roared throughout the stadium as I breathed out and closed my eyes, smiling. I stood up with the crowd and screamed along. Jimin dropped to the floor, arms and legs sprawled out. When he got up, his teammates lifted him up. Jimin was smiling and laughing the entire time.
You loved it. He looked back into the crowd and look around for you.
You saw him pass your area, but you waved and jumped. He looked a little puzzled when he didn't find you. Your short stature kept jumping and waving at him to catch his attention. No avail, because there was this huge man in front of you, and he was sitting. Needless to say, you were just short.
Nonetheless, Jimin still had his proud smile plastered on his face. People started to leave. You ran down to the field to Jimin and his teammates.
"Jimin!!" You screamed.
He turned around and smiled, running to you. When he got to you, he swooped you up and hugged you tightly.
"Put her down! You're sweaty and smelly!" One of his teammates yelled.
You giggled, "He ain't wrong."
"You're just jealous!" Jimin retorted back.
"And you, pipe down. You love me," Jimin cooed.
"Yes, yes, I love you, even if you're stinky and sweaty." You sang.
Jimin put you down, and you congratulated him for the win.
"If it weren't for Jimin, we would've lost," Another teammate beamed.
"And it's funny because he's the shortest on the team and he scored better than us," Another teammate laughed.
You chuckled, "He ain't wrong!!" You sang.
Jimin ran towards you and you squealed, running away.
You turned back and he was still running.
"Bye guys! I'll catch you guys up later!" You heard Jimin yelled to his teammates.
"Cya!"
"Bye!"
"Good night!"
You kept running away, giggling like a five year old.
Minutes later, he reached you and swooped you up, over his shoulder.
You painted breathlessly, "Hey! How'd you catch up?!"
His heavy breathing was heard, "You.. you run so fast,"
You snickered, "Did you forget I'm part of the track team?"
"Right," He let out, as he started walking.
"Are you going to carry me home?"
"Yes."
"Aren't you tired? Put me down,"
"It's okay, you don't gotta walk,"
"Noo," You whined, feeling bad. You knew he was exhausted.
"You're smelly! Put me down," You tried, making up an excuse.
"Good, smell it more,"
You sighed, "Put me down, pleeeease,"
He gave up and put you down, "Happy?" He sighed.
"Yes," You said, in a babyish tone, tip toeing to kiss him.
He kissed back and when you pulled away, he pecked your forehead.
"Thanks for coming to my game,"
"I knew you'd make a comeback after last time's show."
He smiled, "I know right."
He let out a tired sigh, "I'm so tired, I just want to hop into bed and cuddle you to sleep,"
"Uh, no, you lazybone. You needa shower first before doing all that."
"Can you join so I'm not lonely?" He smirked.
You gave him a face as you walked faster away from him.
"Noo, Y/N.. I'm kidding.." He whined as he trailed off.
You slowed down, chuckling.
"Too bad,"
You arrived home and he immediately hopped into the shower as you got ready for bed.
You were already in bed by now and Jimin just got out of the shower. He jumped into bed, making your body bounce.
"Aaarrrrghh," He growled, playfully as he hugged you tight with his arms and legs.
"At least you smell better," You mumbled against his shirt.
He laughed and parted away. He pecked your forehead again, "Sleep,"
He turned off the lights and put the blanket over the both of you.
"Good night, I love you.." He cooed, cuddling you.
"...."
"Heyyy," He sang, poking your sides. You squirmed.
"I love you Jimin.. 'night." You lazily said, but genuinely.
"And you said I was lazy,"